Everywhere I go to eat, I know that I'm 70% going to eat a spitburger. What can you do... I'm as nice as I can be and don't cause any trouble but, hey, if the cook's having a bad day, you're getting an ingredient you didn't ask for and all we, as consumers, can do is hope and pray it's ONLY spit.

Shazam999:SBWorks: ... and that is how you build some customer loyalty

Ug. Their food is shiat. I appreciate what they did here though. But you'd have to hold a gun to my head to make me eat their food.

On the other hand, the autistic girl in the story will eat it. And that's huge. Autistic kids can be very, very picky about what they eat. So, the family has a restaurant they can go to, which is autism-friendly, and provides social stimuli (which I imagine is important). That's a winning combination, right there. Even if the food really is shiat.

dstanley:Lsherm: hardinparamedic: Is this one of those threads where we get to hear the self-righteous FARK Eugenics brigade tell us how autistic children should be kept in their cages or in the work camps instead of taken out into public to dare show their faces at restaurants?

I'm on the fence about it. My grandmother lived with my family while I was in high school. She had had a series of strokes and each stroke left her acting more and more inappropriate in public. She would throw food at waitstaff, fart audibly while shopping, and blurt out whatever popped into her head.

The final straw for my father was when we were sitting in church on Sunday and a priest from Africa was visiting. She shouted, loud enough for the whole congregation to hear, "SOMEONE NEEDS TO TELL FATHER JOHN HE'S GOT A GODDAMN N****R STANDING NEXT TO HIM UP THERE!"

After that she never left the house unless it was for a doctor's visit, or we'd hit Bob Evans at 9pm when there wasn't a crowd.

Am I allowed to find that funny?

I certainly did. I can relate.

I take my 86-year-old grandmother for a walk to the neighborhood park nearly every day. Occasionally the local little leagues are playing baseball there and I used to take her to watch them. Until one day as we were sitting among the parents on the bleachers, my sweet-looking, white-haired, little-ol' grandma starts saying things like "That kid is SO FAT", or "That boy looks like a little girl," or "There's only one blond kid out there with all those Mexican kids".

Now I bypass the baseball diamond and head straight down to the playground, where I can sit her on a bench out of earshot of others.

Doesn't always work, however. Last week she was watching this very nice family, the father rough housing with his three rambuctious boys, the pregnant mother looking on and laughing. This nice family wandered to within hearing distance of us, and my grandma -- timing as impeccable as always -- blurts out "Look at that woman, has three young kids and is already pregnant with another one."

I think I'm going to start taking her to the cemetery on the other side of the park. She'll probably never notice the difference

Couple months ago, the gf and I went to a Chili's for the first time in years. We both had "meh" memories of the chain, but it was late, we were hungry, and we'd just been given a Chili's gift card by a well-meaning but slightly out-of-touch relative who doesn't dine out often. So we figured, eh, they haven't burned down the kitchen or been closed for health violations, how bad could it be?

The steaks were okay and forgettable. The appetizer was exactly the same as in any other uberchain.

The rice-and-veggie side dish was farking amazing. We have no idea how a mere mortal fry cook pulled that off. I think it had unicorn tears as a garnish. Easily the tastiest thing we ate that day, possibly that whole damned week.

Still haven't been back because, well, Chili's. But occasionally they get it very very right.

Everywhere I go to eat, I know that I'm 70% going to eat a spitburger. What can you do... I'm as nice as I can be and don't cause any trouble but, hey, if the cook's having a bad day, you're getting an ingredient you didn't ask for and all we, as consumers, can do is hope and pray it's ONLY spit.

Yeah, that doesn't happen nearly as often as people think it does. I worked in several restaurants when I was younger, never once did I see anyone spit in a customer's food. Even when I worked fast food and no one there gave a shiat about their job because it payed lousy and 90% of the customers were assholes, it never happened. Worst thing I've ever seen was messing someone's food up on purpose because they were a dick, but even that was rare because it usually meant you had to deal with them again when they complained.

Iworkformsn:Shazam999: SBWorks: ... and that is how you build some customer loyalty

Ug. Their food is shiat. I appreciate what they did here though. But you'd have to hold a gun to my head to make me eat their food.

Good god, no one cares.

This!!!

I don't mind if someone I know says they don't like X. In that case it's rational, because if he says nothing we might go there. But on the internet, it just sounds like irrational hate like he wants to ruin their business, as if they stuck the food they spit on directly up his ass, but the real problem was the loooong wait.

I could care less what their food is like, I ate there once so long ago I honestly can't remember it. They obviously make good money doing what they do, more power to them. That, and even chains can get stuck in a rut with bad management/employees or honest oversight.

Anyone who's got to go on that "ew they taste like dogshiat" rant on the internet has issues.

Oznog:TFA: The kindness didn't stop there. The restaurant manager soon appeared at their table, kneeled down and apologized to Arianna for giving her a broken cheeseburger."I heard we gave you a broken cheeseburger! I am so sorry about that," Bradley Cottermole said to the child. "We are making you a brand new one that isn't broken, with pickles! I'll bring you some french fries to munch on while you're waiting, ok?"

Lsherm:Incontinent_dog_and_monkey_rodeo: Ah, there's nothing quite like racist southern grandparents who are losing their hearing and have no idea how loudly they are talking in public.

She wasn't Southern, just racist. In the 80's, most really old people were regardless of geographical location.

Hell, go to Boston or Detroit or anywhere in Minnesota. I think "The South" lost its copyright on "racism" (in quotes because the below average half actually mean "bigot" unless they are talking about a nazi or an asian) due to lack of protection. Like what happened with cellophane.

I don't know what good we're actually doing for these kids, teaching them that they can expect the world to conform to their specified routines in public.

Eventually, they're going to run into a situation where they're going to be faced with people who simply don't give a fark about their autistic needs. Learning to adapt to change is a necessity of life and simply letting these kids have their way well into adulthood so as to avoid rage fits isn't going to be good for the kids or the public in general.

And please don't say that autistic kids can't adapt to change. They can, they just don't like to do it.

thisisarepeat:dstanley: Lsherm: hardinparamedic: Is this one of those threads where we get to hear the self-righteous FARK Eugenics brigade tell us how autistic children should be kept in their cages or in the work camps instead of taken out into public to dare show their faces at restaurants?

I'm on the fence about it. My grandmother lived with my family while I was in high school. She had had a series of strokes and each stroke left her acting more and more inappropriate in public. She would throw food at waitstaff, fart audibly while shopping, and blurt out whatever popped into her head.

The final straw for my father was when we were sitting in church on Sunday and a priest from Africa was visiting. She shouted, loud enough for the whole congregation to hear, "SOMEONE NEEDS TO TELL FATHER JOHN HE'S GOT A GODDAMN N****R STANDING NEXT TO HIM UP THERE!"

After that she never left the house unless it was for a doctor's visit, or we'd hit Bob Evans at 9pm when there wasn't a crowd.

Infernalist:I don't know what good we're actually doing for these kids, teaching them that they can expect the world to conform to their specified routines in public.

Eventually, they're going to run into a situation where they're going to be faced with people who simply don't give a fark about their autistic needs. Learning to adapt to change is a necessity of life and simply letting these kids have their way well into adulthood so as to avoid rage fits isn't going to be good for the kids or the public in general.

And please don't say that autistic kids can't adapt to change. They can, they just don't like to do it.

Good logic, bro. Because someone will be an asshole at some point, everyone should be assholes all the time so they get used to it. Suck it up, disabled people.

Infernalist:I don't know what good we're actually doing for these kids, teaching them that they can expect the world to conform to their specified routines in public.

Eventually, they're going to run into a situation where they're going to be faced with people who simply don't give a fark about their autistic needs. Learning to adapt to change is a necessity of life and simply letting these kids have their way well into adulthood so as to avoid rage fits isn't going to be good for the kids or the public in general.

And please don't say that autistic kids can't adapt to change. They can, they just don't like to do it.

So I take it that you never ask for "everything but pickles" on your burger? You always order your food exactly as it's described on the menu, no special orders at all?

Infernalist:I don't know what good we're actually doing for these kids, teaching them that they can expect the world to conform to their specified routines in public.

Eventually, they're going to run into a situation where they're going to be faced with people who simply don't give a fark about their autistic needs. Learning to adapt to change is a necessity of life and simply letting these kids have their way well into adulthood so as to avoid rage fits isn't going to be good for the kids or the public in general.

And please don't say that autistic kids can't adapt to change. They can, they just don't like to do it.

Not sure if serious or concern troll. It sounds like the 7-year-old girl in question is doing fairly well in learning to deal with public life, and I've known plenty of older neurotypical kids to fly into a tantrum for just such issues as incorrectly-cut cheeseburgers. From the limited description of her in the article, she sounds like she's a (DSM-IV) HFA and will probably be able to usefully hold down a job that meets certain criteria, but trying to accommodate a child who's in an already stressful situation is hardly pandering.

Pshaw. Everyone knows children are a drain and when unborn are a parasite and they are precious little snowflakes and crotch droppings and shouldn't be on airplanes, because we are all wise and dark and worldly. Amirite?

Morning Coffee:Infernalist: I don't know what good we're actually doing for these kids, teaching them that they can expect the world to conform to their specified routines in public.

Eventually, they're going to run into a situation where they're going to be faced with people who simply don't give a fark about their autistic needs. Learning to adapt to change is a necessity of life and simply letting these kids have their way well into adulthood so as to avoid rage fits isn't going to be good for the kids or the public in general.

And please don't say that autistic kids can't adapt to change. They can, they just don't like to do it.

So I take it that you never ask for "everything but pickles" on your burger? You always order your food exactly as it's described on the menu, no special orders at all?

Precious.

Oh, I do, quite often. But when I get pickles on my burger, I don't freak out. I pick them off and tip less.

Infernalist:Morning Coffee: Infernalist: I don't know what good we're actually doing for these kids, teaching them that they can expect the world to conform to their specified routines in public.

Eventually, they're going to run into a situation where they're going to be faced with people who simply don't give a fark about their autistic needs. Learning to adapt to change is a necessity of life and simply letting these kids have their way well into adulthood so as to avoid rage fits isn't going to be good for the kids or the public in general.

And please don't say that autistic kids can't adapt to change. They can, they just don't like to do it.

So I take it that you never ask for "everything but pickles" on your burger? You always order your food exactly as it's described on the menu, no special orders at all?

Precious.

Oh, I do, quite often. But when I get pickles on my burger, I don't freak out. I pick them off and tip less.

I adapt.

Ah, so that's you!?

You are the reason service people feel they can fark up and it's no big deal. Thanks for breeding poor service, douche bag!

If I am paying for a service, they had better live up to the contract. Treat them like a charity case and they'll put in that much effort. Pretty soon they'll just expect people to walk in, drop off money, and then leave. If there were enough of you around, they would already be doing that.

Infernalist:I don't know what good we're actually doing for these kids, teaching them that they can expect the world to conform to their specified routines in public.

Eventually, they're going to run into a situation where they're going to be faced with people who simply don't give a fark about their autistic needs. Learning to adapt to change is a necessity of life and simply letting these kids have their way well into adulthood so as to avoid rage fits isn't going to be good for the kids or the public in general.

And please don't say that autistic kids can't adapt to change. They can, they just don't like to do it.

You are actually right. Austistic kids need to learn how to adapt to situations that aren't exactly what they want. But it is very very hard for them to do that, and they need years of work with therapists, not to just be thrown into a situation and told to deal.

The mom taking her kid out might very well have been working on something else with her kid at the time. Honestly, the kid just not eating instead of having a tantrum sounds like some hard eork has been paying off.

And then the staff partied until dawn on an 8 ball of coke and somehow all managed to sleep with somebody different...though Abigail the hostess had to be passed around 3 times on account of Mindy and Tabitha calling in sick that evening.. THE END.

omeganuepsilon:Infernalist: Morning Coffee: Infernalist: I don't know what good we're actually doing for these kids, teaching them that they can expect the world to conform to their specified routines in public.

Eventually, they're going to run into a situation where they're going to be faced with people who simply don't give a fark about their autistic needs. Learning to adapt to change is a necessity of life and simply letting these kids have their way well into adulthood so as to avoid rage fits isn't going to be good for the kids or the public in general.

And please don't say that autistic kids can't adapt to change. They can, they just don't like to do it.

So I take it that you never ask for "everything but pickles" on your burger? You always order your food exactly as it's described on the menu, no special orders at all?

Precious.

Oh, I do, quite often. But when I get pickles on my burger, I don't freak out. I pick them off and tip less.

I adapt.

Ah, so that's you!?

You are the reason service people feel they can fark up and it's no big deal. Thanks for breeding poor service, douche bag!

If I am paying for a service, they had better live up to the contract. Treat them like a charity case and they'll put in that much effort. Pretty soon they'll just expect people to walk in, drop off money, and then leave. If there were enough of you around, they would already be doing that.

Krieghund:Infernalist: I don't know what good we're actually doing for these kids, teaching them that they can expect the world to conform to their specified routines in public.

Eventually, they're going to run into a situation where they're going to be faced with people who simply don't give a fark about their autistic needs. Learning to adapt to change is a necessity of life and simply letting these kids have their way well into adulthood so as to avoid rage fits isn't going to be good for the kids or the public in general.

And please don't say that autistic kids can't adapt to change. They can, they just don't like to do it.

You are actually right. Austistic kids need to learn how to adapt to situations that aren't exactly what they want. But it is very very hard for them to do that, and they need years of work with therapists, not to just be thrown into a situation and told to deal.

The mom taking her kid out might very well have been working on something else with her kid at the time. Honestly, the kid just not eating instead of having a tantrum sounds like some hard eork has been paying off.

I appreciate your lack of snark. I actually wasn't referring to the kid in the article at all. As you said, her lack of rage, screaming and flinging sharp utensils is a sign of some positive work.

Lsherm:hardinparamedic: Is this one of those threads where we get to hear the self-righteous FARK Eugenics brigade tell us how autistic children should be kept in their cages or in the work camps instead of taken out into public to dare show their faces at restaurants?

I'm on the fence about it. My grandmother lived with my family while I was in high school. She had had a series of strokes and each stroke left her acting more and more inappropriate in public. She would throw food at waitstaff, fart audibly while shopping, and blurt out whatever popped into her head.

The final straw for my father was when we were sitting in church on Sunday and a priest from Africa was visiting. She shouted, loud enough for the whole congregation to hear, "SOMEONE NEEDS TO TELL FATHER JOHN HE'S GOT A GODDAMN N****R STANDING NEXT TO HIM UP THERE!"

After that she never left the house unless it was for a doctor's visit, or we'd hit Bob Evans at 9pm when there wasn't a crowd.

That sounds like my grandma when she was still alive. She was super inappropriate in public except there was nothing wrong with her brain. She was just old and rude.

I once got a 'broken' cheeseburger at a McDonald's at O'Hare. They gave me a burger with a bite out of it and then gave me a hard time when I tried to return it, because that's what I like doing on layovers is standing in line to get a burger, then surreptitiously taking a bite out of it, then walking up to the counter to get a new burger. Woo hoo! Look, I got a free bite out of a burger and I only had to wait in line at a busy international airport twice to get it!

/tomatoes on the other hand//that's what catsup is for///to be honest though, some pickles are a bit on the ick side, limp so they don't necessarily bite cleanly, then they slide out of the burger like a ping pong ball out of Winnona Rider's...wait////a good crisp dill though, maybe something a bit spicier on a relish tray(we always have a plate of olives/cellery/etc on big meals like Thanksgiving)

We had a similar incident at Outback, but it didn't turn out as well. We ordered my autistic son macaroni and cheese, but when it came it was not regular macaroni noodles. It was big penne pasta noodles, so of course he refused to eat it. I asked the waitress if I could order him a cheeseburger instead, not asking for anything free or any special treatment. She insisted on knowing "what was wrong" with the macaroni, and after I explained it to her, she freaked out, brought out her manager, who apologized, and made a huge embarrassing scene trying to ensure me that "that IS macaroni pasta!" It was humiliating. I just wanted a farking burger so the kid could eat, not a debate on whether or not penne pasta and macaroni are the same thing. They were probably scared I was going to sue over some stupid $5 noodles. I wasn't angry until they made a spectacle of my family and forced me to sit there in front of a restaurant full of people explaining that autistic children are often locked into certain foods/routines and can't be reasoned with. I didn't want to draw any attention to my kid; thanks asshats.

katerbug72:Lsherm: hardinparamedic: Is this one of those threads where we get to hear the self-righteous FARK Eugenics brigade tell us how autistic children should be kept in their cages or in the work camps instead of taken out into public to dare show their faces at restaurants?

I'm on the fence about it. My grandmother lived with my family while I was in high school. She had had a series of strokes and each stroke left her acting more and more inappropriate in public. She would throw food at waitstaff, fart audibly while shopping, and blurt out whatever popped into her head.

The final straw for my father was when we were sitting in church on Sunday and a priest from Africa was visiting. She shouted, loud enough for the whole congregation to hear, "SOMEONE NEEDS TO TELL FATHER JOHN HE'S GOT A GODDAMN N****R STANDING NEXT TO HIM UP THERE!"

After that she never left the house unless it was for a doctor's visit, or we'd hit Bob Evans at 9pm when there wasn't a crowd.

That sounds like my grandma when she was still alive. She was super inappropriate in public except there was nothing wrong with her brain. She was just old and rude.

Its old people license. They steal shiat too. Its like being "gangsta" except they really don't have anything to lose and really don't give a shiat.

Everywhere I go to eat, I know that I'm 70% going to eat a spitburger. What can you do... I'm as nice as I can be and don't cause any trouble but, hey, if the cook's having a bad day, you're getting an ingredient you didn't ask for and all we, as consumers, can do is hope and pray it's ONLY spit.

I'm probably taking the bait here... but seriously, what kind of shiathole restaurants are you eating at? Any respectable restaurant would never allow such disgusting behavior. I certainly never allowed it in my restaurant. Try eating at places that actually cook and serve real food (you know, a place that actually has a CHEF) instead of, I don't know, Burger King or Waffle House.

Hell, after being used to some of the interesting ways that ADULTS declare their food to be unsatisfactory and order it "sent back to the kitchen", I'm sure that this one was an EASY one for that waitress to sort out, comparatively.

Moonfisher:I just wanted a farking burger so the kid could eat, not a debate on whether or not penne pasta and macaroni are the same thing.

I wonder what those people's fark handles are.

/and yes, there is only one shape for macaroni in mac and cheese///Shells or other pasta shapes/types are quite different can hold different amounts of water in the hollow spaces and screw up the cheesiness//I'd be tempted to pitch a fit too///Pro-Tip - if you're going to change up a dish like that, have a picture in your menu

omeganuepsilon:Infernalist: Morning Coffee: Infernalist: I don't know what good we're actually doing for these kids, teaching them that they can expect the world to conform to their specified routines in public.

Eventually, they're going to run into a situation where they're going to be faced with people who simply don't give a fark about their autistic needs. Learning to adapt to change is a necessity of life and simply letting these kids have their way well into adulthood so as to avoid rage fits isn't going to be good for the kids or the public in general.

And please don't say that autistic kids can't adapt to change. They can, they just don't like to do it.

So I take it that you never ask for "everything but pickles" on your burger? You always order your food exactly as it's described on the menu, no special orders at all?

Precious.

Oh, I do, quite often. But when I get pickles on my burger, I don't freak out. I pick them off and tip less.

I adapt.

Ah, so that's you!?

You are the reason service people feel they can fark up and it's no big deal. Thanks for breeding poor service, douche bag!

If I am paying for a service, they had better live up to the contract. Treat them like a charity case and they'll put in that much effort. Pretty soon they'll just expect people to walk in, drop off money, and then leave. If there were enough of you around, they would already be doing that.

Oh, what a surprise, one of the people who have absolutely no control over any aspect of their life to they love to bully servers about the goddamn piece of lettuce on their burger. Hey, farkheads, you have no idea the time, effort, and money that went into creating the dish that's on the menu. It's on the menu with those ingredients because that's what makes the dish taste good. I'm sorry you're a picky brat who has to berate the server and send complaints to the kitchen because in the midst of an 8-hour cooking shift with endless tickets printing, we made the dire mistake of putting the pickles on your burger.

Food allergy? We're willing to work around that within reason, but still, putting that kind of blind trust into faceless strangers (who are, as previously stated, swamped with food orders that are expected to be cooked and on the table within 15 minutes tops) is ignorant and Darwinism in action. But if you're just a picky brat who doesn't LIKE pickles? You're behaving even worse than the 7-year-old autistic child in the article about your food.

Learn how to cook, asshole. Otherwise, eat the food the way the chef intended it.